My Menopause Blog: Gone

It was dark. The wee hours in fact. A time when I'm usually sawing logs. But for some reason, I woke up.

Did the front door just shut? Was someone, something leaving? The cat perhaps. Wait, I don't have a cat.

I turned on the light, blinking at its rudeness. Then this thought crossed my sleepy mind.

Bet My Period's gone again.

I won't know for sure until loose lipped October rolls around.

Sue Richards